Even if she did nothing, just standing there or speaking a word, or even just being in the same place as him, would make him feel much more at ease.,It's late now, the windows on the twelfth floor are dark, there's no light, she must be asleep.,He scrolled through his phone, locating Fu Yan's number. He wanted to call and ask her what was wrong. Knowing Fu Yan as he did, she wouldn't easily move in with Huo Mingzheng. She appeared gentle and easy to handle, but deep down, she was very stubborn.。